Date: Sat, 22 Mar 2003 17:38:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Niftyguy
Subject: cabin weekend, chapter 7
Cabin Weekend, Chapter Seven
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Chapter six was going to be the end of the story, but some guys wanted just
a little bit more. I hope that you enjoy it!
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After a leisurely breakfast, Ben, Greg, Carl and I started getting ready to
head back home. Ryan had to return to his ranger duties, so he bid us
farewell as we packed my truck. I think that all of us, and especially my
uncle, hoped that we would see him again soon. I decided that was pretty
likely when, before leaving, Ryan asked that we all take our cocks out so
that he could give them a last, quick suck, so that he would have something
to think about on the trail.
When Ryan had disappeared down the trail and the rest of us were all tucked
back in, Uncle Jim announced that he was going to stay up at the cabin for
another night so that he could take care of some maintenance on the
property. Since I didn't need to go into work the next day, I offered to
stay and give him a hand, which he eagerly accepted. I figured that was
the least I could do to repay him for letting us use the cabin for what had
turned into a non-stop orgy of a weekend. I could easily drive back home
with him the next day.
We got to work immediately after the others headed out. We first cleaned
the overgrown brush away from the sides of the cabin (that's a fire
hazard!), and then Jim dealt with a plumbing issue in the kitchen while I
started replacing the porch light fixture with a new ceiling fan. It was
pretty straightforward to take off the old light, but I was going to have
to put up a brace inside the porch ceiling to carry the weight of the heavy
fan. Fortunately, I was able to remove a small panel and gain access to
the space between the roof and the ceiling, which was big enough for me to
get my head, arms, and chest through, as I stood on a stepladder. The work
was awkward, and it was hot as hell up there. I had taken off my T-shirt,
which I was using to wipe my face, but I could feel sweat trickling down my
torso and soaking the waistband of my shorts.
I was about halfway done with my task when I heard someone walking up on
the porch. I couldn't see who it was through the small opening, so I
called out my uncle's name but got no response except for a pair of hands
that began to move over my sweaty lower back. I immediately stiffened, in
more ways than one, but the roaming hands soothed me as they glided over my
damp skin before hooking in the waistband of my shorts. My mind raced as I
felt the fabric pushed lower and lower, exposing my butt to whoever it was
behind me. My cock was hard as a rock, and it bounced free, hitting a rung
on the ladder, when my shorts were suddenly pushed down all the way to my
ankles. My mystery friend helped me to step out of my shorts without
losing my balance, enabling me to spread my legs a little as he spread my
asscheeks and reached through, pulling on my balls and stroking my
throbbing dick.
The combination of the heat and the sexual stimulation was making me
light-headed, but I held on for dear life as I felt the first contact
between what I could only assume was a tongue and my asshole. The
flickering touch was just awesome, and I could feel my pucker involuntarily
pulse with excitement as the fleshy invader probed deeper inside. The
sensation got even more intense, though, and I almost went over the edge,
when his lips made full contact with my twitching ring and began to suck
and nip at the sensitive flesh. It was at this point that I became aware
of the beard that was tickling the walls of my sweaty crack, confirming in
my mind that my uncle was in the process of eating out my ass. I loved it.
I had seen my uncle's expert method deployed on Ben, Carl, and, just that
morning, Ryan, and now I was getting the full treatment, turning my hole
into a quivering mass of jelly.
My brain was on sexual overload. I was standing on a stepladder, stark
naked, hanging out of a hole in the porch ceiling, with my uncle's tongue
up my ass. I was beyond horny. Visions of the whole weekend streamed
through my field of vision, thoughts of the asses I had fucked, the cocks I
had sucked, and my uncle's giant prick that had reamed every hole that
could take it. Anyway I could, I wanted to increase my sexual excitement,
and I vaguely knew that I wouldn't be satisfied, I wouldn't be able to cum
again, until I was filled with as much of his cock as I could cram inside
of me. I just wouldn't be a whole man until my uncle fucked me as hard, as
long, as completely, as fully as he had fucked any of the other guys.
Uncle Jim was in complete control. He helped me to turn around without
losing my balance, enabling me to lean back against the ladder. Now I
could see him, or at least the top of his head, as he nibbled and licked
around the tip of my cock, which jutted out from my groin. He took just
the head inside of his mouth and sucked gently as his tongue glided back
and forth across the sensitive flap of skin on the bottom, where the shaft
meets the head. I groaned with pleasure as his lips began to travel down
the full length of the shaft, putting slippery pressure on every square
inch of flesh. He pushed down until his nose came to rest in my sweaty
pubic hair and the hairs on his chin scratched my sensitive ballsac, before
pulling back off as he began to suck in earnest. We quickly set up a
rhythm, where I thrust forward to meet his mouth and then pulled back in
time with him. I don't know if it was just that my uncle is a world-class
cocksucker, or if it was the sheer nasty incestuousness of pumping my
uncle's mouth with my hard prong, but I was on fire, and I savored every
minute of contact.
The blow job was great, but my ass hadn't forgotten what it needed. Trying
to stimulate myself, I reached around and began to poke at my hole, but my
fingers were not enough. I guess that Uncle Jim realized that it was his
job to do, so he pulled his mouth off my cock and guided me down the
ladder. Once I was down on the ground, we kissed deeply, and I ground my
naked body against his. As my body made contact with his, I could feel the
heat that his hard shaft generated, and I reached down to grasp our two
cocks together, wishing that I could fuse them together into an even
thicker tube of flesh. He was leaking a river of precum, which I mixed
with the saliva that he had just deposited on my tool, trying to lubricate
him for the impending assault on my ass. My uncle was breathing heavily,
and his body glistened with sweat. He later told me that this was just
about the most turned on he had ever been; he had fantasized about fucking
me since I was in high school, and he knew that he was about to get the
chance.
Jim grabbed a pad off of one of the outdoor chairs and placed it on the
porch floor, right in front of the steps. I knew instinctively to lie
down, with my ass right at the edge of the porch, and he positioned himself
on top of me, pushing my legs back with his muscular arms. As our tongues
explored each other's mouths, we ground our sweaty torsos together, and I
could feel his thick slab dragging across my twitching hole, leaving a
slippery calling card. In my rational mind I knew that my uncle's prong
was going to positively split me open, but my fevered brain kept telling me
that I needed to take it now. Only cock, and as much of it as possible,
would fill the hole that had opened up inside of me. I vainly tried to
impale myself every time my uncle's cockhead came into contact with my
sphincter, but he was teasing me, working me up into a frenzy so that I
could handle the inevitable penetration.
As the tension built higher and higher, Jim kept transferring my own oozing
precum and copious amounts of saliva to his cock and my ass. Finally, I
got what I wanted. As I spread my buttcheeks wider, trying to enlarge the
target, my uncle pushed through, and I tasted the hottest, most forbidden
fuck of my life. He eased in slowly, driving into my anal canal, his cock
turning on every horny switch that it passed. I lost focus for a moment as
I concentrated on relaxing my clenching ass muscles. When I came out of
the fog on the other side, my uncle was completely buried inside of me and
his cum-heavy, low-hanging balls had come to rest against my ass. This was
heaven, but it got even better as he began to slowly fuck. He had an
amazing look of concentration on his face; he must have been mentally
cataloguing every nook and cranny of my chute, assessing the horny
potential of each. As he learned my ass, he began to use his cock like a
weapon of pleasure, putting pressure where I needed it the most. It was
almost more than I could take each time that he bottomed out. The root of
his cock was so thick that my hole was truly stretched to the limit, and
the pressure in my ass was so great that I had to struggle to keep from
shooting prematurely. My balls were ready to boil over, but I knew that I
needed to hang on.
I was so close to cumming that I didn't dare jack my cock, so I used my
hands to explore my uncle's powerful body. I didn't know whether I would
ever have this chance again, and I needed to touch as much of his flesh as
I could. Nipples, lips, abs, biceps, and his giant cock itself, which I
felt as it pistoned into my ass. The friction that my uncle's thrusts
built up was intense, generating unbelievable heat that spread through my
body.
I managed to tell him to let me know when he was about to shoot, because I
was ready to go at any time. Jim just nodded and began to truly long-dick
me, pulling almost all of the way out before each return thrust. He was
ready to get off, and the tempo he established was punishing. It felt like
he had worn my rectal walls down to the bare nerve endings and was directly
stimulating them.
I could see the change in my uncle's breathing before he said anything, so
I was ready when he grunted that it was almost time. Shifting my body
slightly, I was able to increase the pressure that his pumping dick was
placing on my prostate. This tiny increase in stimulation was all it took
to send me over the edge. All throughout my body, muscles began to
involuntarily contract, as cum shot out of my cock and my ass chute
constricted like a vise around my uncle's giant prong, which began to pulse
with a monster orgasm. He continued to thrust but was unable to make much
headway deeper into the tightening canal that was now milking spurt after
spurt of hot sperm out of his balls.
Our orgasm probably lasted barely thirty seconds, but it felt like at least
three hours. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down over me. I had
never before felt greater sexual release. When it was over, we just lay
there quietly for a few minutes, savoring the residual effects of our
uncle-nephew fuck. As I began to nuzzle Uncle Jim's neck, he just laughed,
and said that he couldn't wait for the next family reunion.